Qianyu Fusheng did not open the sandalwood box, but gently placed it in Grandma Liang's hand, and then stood up and said:

"Please Uncle Shi have checked it, Qianyu is good to go back and restore his life. ”

When Grandma Liang slowly got up again, she was already in tears. She nodded and shook her head at Thousand Feather Fusheng, and sighed:

"There is no need to test it, it's true! At the beginning, the three of us sisters were nurtured and taught by the master, and we got along with the spirit beads every day and night, how innocent and happy we were, but ......

Grandma Liang was obviously sad again when she said this, sad with resentment, and helpless with pain.

"Alas, everything is a bad fate......"

She sighed sadly and got up and sat down, and said slowly:

"Now, Senior Sister Chidan's whereabouts have long been unknown, life and death are unknown, Senior Sister Yunchen has transferred to Buddhism again, and the Lingzhu Concept has been useless since then, and this dust bead is even more useless to me......"

Unexpectedly, before she finished her words, Zhang Sanmad on the side suddenly screamed "ouch", it turned out that he was excited to bite his tongue after listening to Grandma Liang's words: "Ouch, it hurts the mountain people to death!"

He covered his mouth and hummed for a long time, and finally stretched his neck like a turtle at the sandalwood box in Grandma Liang's hand, and did not forget to ask:

"You...... You say it's a dust bead?!"

Seeing his fuss, Zixue also came up and asked curiously: "What dust beads, is it a component in the vacuum cleaner?"

"Uh......" Zhang San rolled his eyes at her madly, "Go and go, what do children know, why don't you say it's a breast pump?"

"Hmph!" Zi Xue was so angry that she curled her mouth: "You know, you can explain it yourself, and you will ask other people's grandmothers ......"

"Well, the mountain people do know some legends......

Zhang San paced a few steps in the courtyard with a small short beard, and slowly introduced:

"Let's talk about this Lingzhu Temple first, it is said that it is located in the Lingyan Mountain of Changqing County, which is estimated to be hundreds of miles to the south. ”

At this time, Bai Lu interjected to correct: "My father took me on a trip before, not hundreds of miles, at most sixty or seventy kilometers. ”

"Uh......" Zhang Sanmad didn't look red-skinned, but was slightly embarrassed and continued:

There is a Lingyan Temple in this Lingyan Mountain, which was built in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, the incense is extremely prosperous, and is known as the four famous temples in the world with Nanjing Qixia Temple, Zhejiang Guoqing Temple, Hubei Yuquan Temple. Hehe, even Tang Seng once translated the scriptures in Lingyan Temple!"

"Yo, Tang Seng?" Zixue immediately came to her senses again when she heard it, "Is it the one in Journey to the West, I can watch the TV series, Sun Wukong is the most dragged, Zhu Bajie is the most colorful, and the Bull Demon King Bao Xiaosan ......"

The pestle on the side also became interested in the dust beads, and when he saw the two of them gagging, he impatiently urged: "You two are less useless, talk about the key points!"

Zhang San looked at the green smoke in the stove frantically, and chirped: "The point is that this pot of steamed buns is estimated that no one will rob us, and I don't know how much ice and fire are heavy, and it has already become gnocchi!"

At this time, Bai Lu couldn't hold her breath anymore, so she bent down and grabbed Grandma Liang's arm and asked softly, "Grandma, what's going on?"

"Alas......" Grandma Liang had long since lost her tears, and sat on the stool like a wax man. After a long time, he slowly raised his empty eyes and looked at the hazy sky and said:

"It's been all these years...... Actually, there's nothing to say. My surname is Liang, my name is Liang Yuyan, I am a native of Wande Town at the foot of Lingyan Mountain, and my father is a teacher. Before liberation, in order to escape the war, I was sent to the Lingzhu Temple in the mountains, and the three masters were too kind to take me in......

At that time, her old man already had a disciple in charge, that is, my senior sister Yun Chen, so she gave me the name to avoid dust, and later accepted a little junior sister named Chidan. The reason why we are given these three names is because there are three spiritual beads hidden in the Lingzhu Temple, which are the Yun Dust Bead, the Dust Bead and the Red Dan Bead. At that time, we were ignorant, so we often stole the beads out to play with, and it was not until later that the master told us the origin of the beads when he was dying......"

When Grandma Liang said this, she choked up and fell into deep thought, and she couldn't go on.

Zhang Sanmad circled around her for half a circle, stroked his beard and continued to talk:

"It is said that this dust bead is transformed by the earth mother, and it has the miraculous effect of cultivating immortals and gaining rebirth. Most of the divine beads are owned by the kings and emperors of previous dynasties, in order to become immortals and immortal, and to keep the country prosperous and rich forever, so they have done their best to crack its secrets.

"Originally, the Shenzhu was first held by the Yellow Emperor, and then obtained by the Shang King Wuding, and the Ji Zhou anti-Shang went to the hands of King Wen of Zhou, and finally was obtained by the Han Wu Emperor and buried in Maoling. However, later, the Red Mei Army robbed Maoling, and the dust beads have been scattered among the people since then......"

Zhang Sanmad said this, and everyone listened carefully, showing a smug look:

"Hehe, of course, since it's a legend, it has to be more versions to be attractive. So, in fact, there is a legend......

It is said that in the last years of the Qin Dynasty, the Shenzhu was exiled to southern Yunnan and was obtained by the king. In order to cultivate into an immortal, the king abandoned the country with the dust beads and hid in the mountains. Naturally, he didn't understand the secret of the spirit bead in the end, so he put it in his mouth as a funeral object after his death, it is said that he is the real one, and the one in Maoling is just a fake shadow bead!"

"Oh, so amazing, really fake?" Zixue was a little unconvinced.

"Hehe, we don't believe it, the right to tell stories is Lao Zhang!"

Zhang San laughed madly, cleared his throat and raised his voice to emphasize: "Let's declare, it's said, it's said!"

"Hold it in your mouth and bury ......" But the pestle didn't listen to it as a story, and he suddenly remembered the dream he had when he got the black iron beads.

At that time, the Spiegel suddenly turned into a large transparent coffin. There was a white-clothed Xiucai lying in the coffin, that Xiucai had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, holding a folding fan, and didn't he also have a pearl in his mouth?

"Uh......" The pestle is like sitting in a cloud, completely clueless between dream and reality.

Although he doesn't think that he is the reincarnation of the line king ball king, he is convinced of the story told by Zhang Sanmad.

"That'...... What's the matter with the dust beads?" felt as if he had been led into a huge whirlpool of mysteries, and asked anxiously.

"Well...... Zhang San groaned madly and continued:

"It is said that this dust bead is the treasure of the Phoenix Princess, the daughter of the Emperor of Heaven. However, this thing is evil, and it is rumored that it is righteous in the hands of good people, but once it falls into the hands of demons, it is extremely evil and powerful, so it must be mastered by the most true and good people. It's a pity that the Phoenix Princess was assassinated by Shi Youyin, and the whereabouts of the dust bead are unknown......"

Zhang Sanmad stopped again when he said this, and smiled evilly: "Hehe, this sounds more like a myth and legend, right?"

"Hmm!" Kishiko, Bai Lu, and Zixue all nodded involuntarily.

Zhang Sanmad saw that everyone was engrossed in staring and listening to himself, and he seemed to be caught in the story, and his eyes widened and said mysteriously:

In fact, what is even more bizarre is that this is not a mythical story, but a true story! The earliest record of the dust bead is in the Book of the Later Tang Dynasty, which is a formal history book. It is recorded in the book that if you put the dust beads in a dusty place, the dust will automatically disperse, hence the name dust avoidance.

"After the founding of New China, about five years, when the textile factory was built in the suburbs of Xi'an, the foundation was dug out of an ancient tomb, a stone bed was found in the tomb, there were bones under the stone bed, and there was a bead the size of a soybean on the top of the bones......

Later, a Beijing cultural relics expert arrived at the scene, and after investigation, it was determined that the bead was the legendary dust bead. However, experts also said that the dust beads are radioactive substances and harmful to the human body. This was later confirmed, and the man who stole the beads died of leukemia, and his family also died of strange diseases...... The local people all thought that there was a devil's curse and stayed away, and since then, this dust bead has sunk into the sea like a stone, and there is no more news!"

"Wow, that's terrible......" Zixue couldn't help but shiver and grabbed Zhang Sanmad's arm.

"Hehe, little old girl, don't be afraid!" Zhang San smiled and comforted, and then changed his tone and continued:

"However, there is another version of the dust beads......"